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So I was just talking with my friend and I said to them
"Sometimes, I think I'd like to be more feminine.
But what even is feminism?"
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Peeking at Night warden and Veteran in particular 👀
Who are the romantic options in Shattered?
Hi, I've made a list of all the confirmed ROs so far, there might be just a tad of spoiler, so if anyone would prefer to keep the mystery intact, pass this by!
Loran, the Huntress (she/her): Peerless huntress and loyal companion, the first and certainly not least of our unfortunate pawns of causality. Thrown into strife no one could have prepared her for, she faces impossible odds by your side, fighting tooth and nail to survive. Beyond kinship, perhaps a brighter flame can light her heart. If you prove deserving of it.
Visamere, the Slayer (she/her): Beast on a yoke, warrior stripped of honor. Though the slayer chafes at her restraints, she will do what she must to earn her freedom and return to her people. Even should they spurn her. Though her fierce heart might find itself yearning for one she never imagined could move her.
The Paladin (he/him): Strange are the twists of fate one might follow for their beliefs, though he would not let such a paltry thing as doubt lead him astray from a burgeoning quest. A big guy with a big heart, who might find himself in more trouble than he bargained for. And perhaps someone worth dedicating another oath to.
The Assassin (he/him): An unwilling hunter is sent on one last pursuit to repay his debt. He may finds himself given an opportunity to claim everything he wishes for all at once. Glib and amused by this new maze fate has seen fit to weave for its favorite plaything, he only wonders whether enough time will remain for him to fulfill his promise. And perhaps roguish charms and morbid humor will earn him even more yet?
The Investigator (she/her): A mysterious seeker of truth and perhaps an unlikely ally. She carves her way through the circles of power, eager to find out what stands at the center of her questions. Through her honeyed lies and clever facades, will she gain more than answers on her path?
The Nightwarden (he/him): A dedicated and tireless pursuer, he has sworn his heart to putting down the target of his hatred. A vengeful warrior who wields glaive and sorcery with equal prowess. As one of the emotionless and deathly loyal nightwardens, who could alter his course now?
The Rival (any/any): A familiar foil catching the scent of an old foe they thought done for, they once again throw themselves after the rival they've always longed for. Avid to meet again, they'll pull off any and all audacious folly to get their way, hoping this time that things end differently.
The Veteran (he/him): The old warrior thought his days of fighting far behind him, but war has a way of plucking its survivors back to the pit. An act of kindness has set him on a collision course with what he always feared most, but perhaps there's something to be gleaned for an old and scarred heart on the way.
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The work of Nocifer
Hey hi!
In case you don't know me, I'm known in other places as Bl00dragon, though here I've taken the name of Nocifer. I'm a writer of interactive fiction, I work so far in Choicescript mostly on two works in progress which I intend to submit to Choice of Game for the Hosted Games label.
I've made this Tumblr account to post about my work and give some visibility for updates and sometimes silly or lore stuff.
I have two main works:
The Wight King: A story about a recently awakened undead warrior, stricken with the curse of the Wight King, risen weakened and without memories, they fight for their life as they strive to discover their purpose in this new world. Aided by an ally of circumstance on the road to the throne of the dead.
Shattered - Oblivion: You are a powerful elven warlock, brought low and on the verge of death, saved in extremis by the kindness of strangers, you are given a second chance at life. The warlock's peace is short-lived however, as the shadows of their past catches up to them in the form of an inquisition, searching for the grimoire they possess. Survive on the run, long enough to reclaim what once was yours, and triumph over your pursuers.
Please go check them out! I'd love to hear more feedback about my work and everyone is welcome to come talk about them!
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Spooky night's "Shattered: Oblivion - Rework Teaser"
Sorceries abound or something, my body is ready.
Hi everyone, this is the spooky time of year and I come on all hallow's eve delivering something decidedly unholy.
I've not made it in time for the full release of the new chapter 1, but I propose instead, the release of a standalone teaser for the next big update to which it will belong.
These links will bring you to a version of the game that contains the full reworked prologue as standalone, for you to get a taste of what's to come. I hope you'll enjoy the new direction I'm taking and this is a good opportunity to get as much feedback as I can on this prologue and give it the final stamp of approval for the release of the full update to the main branch later this year.
I hope you'll enjoy it, have a good spooky night and tell me what you think!
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hi hi hi! could I please request some phoebe bridgers or chappell roan dividers? it would mean the world to me!
thanks so much and if you aren't able to get to my request, I totally understand I hope you have the best day ever! <333
ooh hi I would love to make some chappell roan dividers! I've been listening to her a lot over the last couple months - thanks so much for this request!! 💖 hope you have a great day, too!
[Free] Masterlist Headers & Dividers!
Please consider liking or reblogging if you use 💕
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I just want to say that you aren't the only author that's been accused of plagiarism recently (I haven'tseen any evidence of it being true). It seems that this is becoming a trend of certain authors (or fanbase) attempting to derail other IFs for some reason.
Really? Can I ask what exactly happened? Is this something that's being discussed on the forum?
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I haven't posted to this account very much (or at all, really), so I figured I'd update you guys on the state of Such Happy Campers and Press Play. I don’t want to talk about the incident that led to me putting SHC on ice because it still rather upsets me, but honestly, I think it was a good decision. I was grieving the “loss” of SHC for a while, but I can't help but believe I made the right call. Continuing on under the circumstances would have drained me and likely taken me right down the road to writer's block.
Furthermore, and in hindsight, I find writing Press Play a lot more fulfilling right now. All my life, I've only ever written horror, so Press Play has been a wonderful breath of fresh air. It feels cathartic writing about struggles I myself have experienced, and it’s so easy to write about music. I love music so much, and I didn't realize how fun it could be to combine this with my passion for writing. You might have been able to tell from the sheer difference in word count between Press Play and SHC, but it's been so much easier working on this somehow. Also, I do believe SHC wasn't all it could have been. I only want to put out my best work, and I don't think SHC was quite on par with Press Play.
But what about SHC, you may wonder. Or you may not, but I'll address it anyhow. I have recently had an idea for what I might turn the original SHC into. It's only a vague outline right now and I won't turn it into anything more until I'm done with Press Play (I have learned that I can't really write several IFs at once, I'm not C.C. Hill), but I figured I'd let you know that the SHC characters aren't gone forever. My idea would involve the entire SHC cast, though some names/appearances/personalities may undergo changes. Also, I might exclude Anita because she was, admittedly, my least favorite to write and might not fit in with the new setting. Other than that, the IF would explore an interesting alternative to the SHC narrative— for example, the character equivalent to Basil Laurier would actually be a practicing lawyer in this one. Another prominent change would be the inclusion of Sawyer Wright-Garcia as a full RO. They’re the only one I actually have a clear mental image for as to where their story would go, and it is… nuts.
Without spoiling too much, the plot and setting would be very different. It'd be horror, except it'd start out very unassuming, light-hearted and sitcom-y, only to then spiral. I feel like I'd enjoy causing that kind of whiplash. Anyhow, that's that. I hope that if you liked and perhaps miss SHC, this post helped at least a little bit.
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omgyes the two ends of the obsession-spectrum hehe. I rly can't wait to try both bc in my head they're both amazing. But also I just rly wanna make Croft uncomfortable (affectionate) with MC's simping haha.
[About the post of most lighthearted routes] As long as we can give it as hard as we get with Croft 😎
In regards to them being an asshole? Oh yeah, definitely lmao. MC isn't anybody's punching bag (other than the fog), they'll typically get the chance to throw that sort of thing right back 😌
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@thelonelyshore-if ok ok but hear me out; the desire to be a total, absolute pushover, especially if the MC was a fan of Croft's prior to this. Like, freely letting Croft walk all over them and just being like ":)"
"Yay they're talking to me"
Also, is there any chance that'd freak them out a little? Bc ngl I'd love that
[About the post of most lighthearted routes] As long as we can give it as hard as we get with Croft 😎
In regards to them being an asshole? Oh yeah, definitely lmao. MC isn't anybody's punching bag (other than the fog), they'll typically get the chance to throw that sort of thing right back 😌
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tumblr just deleted a huge swathe of palestinians who were on here trying to fundraise. if you've been helping any of these fundraisers please take this time to 1) check in with palestinians you're in contact with 2) help them submit support requests if needed 3) keep these campaigns circulating while the beneficiaries are being silenced. these campaigns are life or death, this isn't just social networking. do not let these fundraisers languish.
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Aww please don't be nervous! I'm so flattered people make fanstuffs! I haven't had the time to read this yet as I'm quite tired but I will soon, I'm sure it's lovely
All alone with you
Fanwork about Lincoln and my MC Remus. A lot of grammar problems(because English is not my first language) and ooc, my fault.
Title source: All Alone With You by Egoist.
"Lincoln." someone said in the room. "I am here," Lincoln asked, "Want something?" "Nothing," Lincoln's beloved said, "I just want to know you are still with me." "Alright." And then, Lincoln saw his singer smile and wave at him. Good, again, that smile. Lincoln walks to him and sits down. If someone had acted like that before today, Lincoln might have felt a little bit strange but……the people who did this act were Lincoln's singer, star, and boyfriend. So Lincoln thought everything about the man in front of him seemed…… normal and cute. Immediately after leaving the hospital, Remus checked into Lincoln's house, where he refused all contact with anyone connected to his past (except Lincoln) and just stayed in his room all day. Other than the above, everything is normal. Remus lived in Lincoln's house like a cheerful ghost, he'd scorch the pots when he was cooking, and he'd beg Lincoln to buy a game because it was on sale on his steam wishlist (even though Remus had the money to buy it). It's just that he doesn't make any music anymore, and it's like the days of being the lead singer of a band never happened. A lot of people will say "That is abnormal", but Lincoln is not. For Lincoln, that's just one …… piece in the person of Remus, as a seeing every turn of a kaleidoscope, which is endearing no matter what it looks like. Remus laughs very violently but rarely smiles now. Contrary to when he used to be in the band, Remus used to smile a lot at that time because it was unobtrusive. Remus dreaded every stare. In one of the few interviews he was in the band, he once said: “It's a good thing I'm nearsighted, otherwise I can't have any way of fooling myself that ‘nobody's looking at me’". Lincoln replays this interview again and again and then feels proud because Remus is not afraid of him. Even at that time the members of the band, including Remus himself, knew that Lincoln was Remus's fan (of the intimidating variety). "Did you ever think of calling the police when I used to see you every time? " When the first day of Remus moved into Lincoln's house, Lincoln joked. Remus turns around and looks at him like he heard some unbelievable thing. "No, never, "Remus told him, "Why do I have to? I mean……I know you put a huge attention on me but……" Remus throws the thing that he holding away. His hands gestured idly in the air, trying to find the exact answer in these mysterious gestures, but he finally gave up. "I don't know," Remus spoke frustrated, "Even though from the first time I met you the people around me have said that you are a bit strange ……I still feel you will never hurt me." "You trust me?" "I just believe my heart." Remus shrugged, “Even though a lot of the time it shouts so loud inside me because it's triggering some switch that shouldn't be triggered, it's fine to listen and see what it has to say once in a while, at least I can feel safe. ” When Remus finished, he and Lincoln stared at each other silently for a moment. "Any question?" After this moment, Remus tilted his head slightly to the left. "No." Lincoln laughed and helped Remus put his baggage.
Lincoln's thoughts returned to this room in the present. He changed the subject as if nothing had happened, "So what are we eating tonight?" "Sichuan fish soup with pickled mustard greens, Dandan noodles, and Chili oil wontons." Remus began to say the food's name without hesitation. "Can we just eat hotpot?" “No way.” Remus vetoed, “Hot pot and this type of dish are both from Sichuan or Chongqing but they are not essentially the same thing, and I have to correct you on this erroneous idea that ‘all spicy Chinese food is related to hot pot’.” “All right.”Lincoln stood up, "Want some drink?" "Jasmine milk tea 80% sweet no ice large and without boba." There were no pauses, and someone used his lung capacity well. "Maybe someday you'll try some new flavors of milk tea?" "Yeah, maybe when this world is destroyed." Remus roll his eyes. "Wanna come with me?" Lincoln pretended to extend the invitation as if nothing had happened. "No. I don't want to." Remus' handsome face scrunched up so fast. Remus has never been out of the house since moving into the Lincoln home, except to see the psychiatrist. The psychiatrist claims it's a "pathological isolation" and reminds Lincoln that he must help Remus out of this "rut," but Lincoln thinks it's okay that Remus doesn't want to leave the house. At least he'll never leave me, Lincoln thought, and I don't think Remus doesn't realize he's self-isolating himself. The man who can write lyrics that can make people crazy emotion can't be so stupid that he doesn't realize what he's doing; he just needs time, even if the length of that time is a lifetime. Lincoln stands up and leaves the room, Remus silently follows Lincoln out of the room before taking up position by the door to the room, he leans his full weight against the door frame and watches with his arms crossed over his chest as Lincoln begins to put on his shoes after picking up his car keys. "Miss me?" "No, my dear fan," Remus lied without changing his face, "I just wanna turn the drawing room's light off." Lincoln shrugged, he knew what Remus looked like when he tried to lie, but he was happy to pretend he was being lied to. He walks to the door, but Remus doesn't move. Until Lincoln opens the door and wants to close it, through the crack in the door, Lincoln sees Remus quietly walk toward the switch to turn the light off, and immediately afterward he hears Remus say aloud, "Take care on the road. " The door closed.
@pressplay-if I was going to post it anonymously but couldn't find it …… Anyway! (leaving Tumblr nervously, leaving my laptop nervously, leaving this internet nervously)
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I feel like you would get a kick out of the game "Home Safety Hotline". Seems like your brand of funky
Oh I did, it was awesome <3 ahh, you know me well.
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Started reading anam cara, just one chapter in but can recommend, so beautiful and makes me feel things
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I gave this a lot of thought since I first saw your post! Hope you don't mind the reblog. Honestly I don't call myself a witch very often even though it feels fitting enough. I prefer pagan or wicca, or when I talk to my friends about it I say sth like "oh, yes, I still believe in x/still celebrate the holidays around the wheel of the year". I don't know why I avoid the words "witch" and "witchcraft". Maybe because on some level, it feels wrong to voice such an intangible thing as the connection I feel to this faith. But it's there, it's prominent and it means a lot to me, even though I don't know how to describe it.
I saw the blood moon today and it moved me really deeply, and this feeling that I connect with my spirituality reared its head. Therefore, I'm going to write a poem or something later as a form of saying thanks for having been allowed to see something so beautiful.
These are just disjointed thoughts, honestly, but I hope they make some sense and maybe serve to illustrate my feelings on this :)
To my fellow witchies:
Just out of curiosity; what is witchcraft for you and why do you call yourself a witch? 💭
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JESUS CHRIST WHAT AM I LOOKING AT
this is like... like it has a really bad hangover or sth but it's just all over its face wth
Edit: ok I kinda love it tho. I feel a certain kinship with it. This cat looks like it knows how I feel


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